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You can't always be everything
you were expected to be
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A young boy, breathing heavily from running, stopped at her feet, barely able to speak,
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The Intrepid Explorer recounts his travels for the benefit of subscribers to the Magazine of the Museum of Everything
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I was sleeping in a pile of teenage bodies soft limb spread over soft thin limb.
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Inevitability: it's what's for dinner.
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In the state that the stars fell on,
Love and I stumbled upon bits of God
where he forgot sky and moon, too.
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We’re going to talk about our future like the Rick Dees Weekly Top 40. Like there are 40 great songs this week about our future.
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the lightning horse you never mounted in your inherited dream~wetter than the oceans you never traversed~will you ever ride pure abandon?
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“I”, fuck it. I, I, I, I. It has always only been about me, this voice of mine, indivisibly me. selfishly and pompously. I shall not dispense with the false pleasantries other writers will offer, those writers that say, “Reader, look here, look at the…
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In the blur she met Joseph. Joseph was the priest who lived in the attic of the church. She met him after she grew boobs and thighs that moved like dragonflies soaring above ponds.
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Pen or sword? Pick one/choose your battles carefully/for the paths oppose
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He draped the sheet over her body. Blood spotted the fabric, rose petals on snow.He left the pistol, but pocketed the first edition she'd signed. Part of his fee.In the park, he ditched the glasses, fake mustache, and anorak before making the call.The publisher called an…
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We can’t just bomb Berlin or Dresden,/
Nagasaki or Hanoi, to make things safe
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I am not responsible for any nightmares this piece may cause for all you mice lovers!
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I used to be a poet, you know. /
Better, in many respects, than you.
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The cellar smelled like an aroused muskrat.
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gravel coughing up tires at 90 miles an hour
and just getting under way
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She is alone in the ocean
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We talk of his time in the jungle.
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It's as if the house knew I was relinquishing my hold on it.
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In his heyday, Burt Reynolds owned $100,000 worth of custom-made toupees.
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Artie Shaw gave Ava Gardner a reading list in preparation for their honeymoon that included The Brothers Karamazov, The Origin of the Species, Das Kapital and The Magic Mountain.
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Under a conspiratorial moon… the shovel my silent partner… organ-less torso to the worms.
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You’re listening to Smooth FM, taking you from the darkest hours to the start of a brand new day.
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say no / to me / and devastate me / and I will take it / as god's will / to drown me / in a vat / of my own / entrails
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There is a roofer straddling part of our house, pushing shingles off of our roof with the edge of a shovel. …. I've thought seriously, at times, about becoming a nurse. Seeing your mother in a hospital bed, hooked up to a tube, more than one, too…
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Where the skin had grazed, shredded by the coarse gravel to form scabs, fascinated Jack. It reminded him of his youth and his own grazes, scratches and stitches. As a boy he imagined scabs were rough foundations of igneous rock, blood like lava pouring th
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